Stay in my body – *Trigger warning – sexual abuse

*Trigger warning - sexual abuse Stay in my body. I don't want to. I wish I could float above it like I used to when it started to happen. I want to check out. I want to be free. I don’t want to remember what happened to me. I don’t want to recall hands on me. [...]

By | 2018-04-18T01:45:18+00:00 April 18th, 2018|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: |0 Comments

Why I Waited Too Long To Feel Better

Why I Waited Too Long To Feel Better The top 10 places panic attacks have hit throughout the years of my life: Under a table in California. In a movie theater. In a restaurant after worrying I’d eaten too fast. In a meeting at a huge, round table where I couldn't hide. In my bed, [...]

By | 2018-04-17T20:57:06+00:00 April 17th, 2018|Categories: Anxiety|Tags: , |0 Comments

Marise Phillips

The first antidepressant side-effect to hit me was the yawning; it became a constant. I started to wonder if I'd ever be able to stop. “Don’t worry about it,” Duncan reassured me. “After the sleep deprivation you’ve been through, yawning all the time is perfectly reasonable. It’s your body’s way of giving in to the [...]

By | 2018-04-14T14:59:25+00:00 April 14th, 2018|Categories: Anxiety, Depression|2 Comments

Prozac and Nail Biting

Prozac stopped my nail biting I used to be a nail biter. I can remember biting my nails from the time that I was a small child (probably only six or seven) I would do it when I was nervous because I needed something to focus on rather than anxiety . But at the time [...]

By | 2018-04-13T07:09:03+00:00 April 13th, 2018|Categories: Anxiety, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, OCD, Panic, Uncategorized|Tags: , , |0 Comments

Daniel Meeker

I can remember sitting in my therapist’s office and feeling a distinct sense of loss. I had just been given a temporary and non-medical diagnosis of Cyclothymia. For months leading up to this moment I had been dealing with increasingly harder downswings followed by upswings of mania. Most of these episodes would happen over the [...]

By | 2018-04-12T02:34:15+00:00 April 12th, 2018|Categories: Bipolar, Manic, Uncategorized|Tags: , |0 Comments

Mother

I don’t remember her at all. I was four when she died. I recall standing in the kitchen hugging a woman’s leg. I suppose you could say I remember her but that wasn’t her. That was her leg. I remember going to my uncle’s house one day and there was explaining why. They told me [...]

By | 2018-04-09T22:38:54+00:00 April 9th, 2018|Categories: Uncategorized|0 Comments